Xiangguang meets you

Chapter 5 Scourge
She wiped her mouth with a tissue, and the smile on her face remained unchanged: "I will try not to disappoint Mr. Bai."

Bai Cang also put a piece of sushi on his plate, and suddenly asked, "I wonder what Miss Wen thinks about the shift of manufacturing to Southeast Asia in the media recently?"

Wen Nianbai paused, thinking about what she said earlier that translation was only her part-time job, so now Bo Cang wanted to investigate how much she knew about Southeast Asia.

Although she heard that this great god came back to be in charge of real estate development, she didn't know why she asked about the manufacturing industry.

She thought for a while and said, "The domestic coastal labor shortage and the increase in labor costs are very obvious. For example, our company also has a number of clothing manufacturing factories. The Pearl River Delta was originally a famous clothing production area, but recently the higher authorities are investigating environmental protection. So a lot of small factories that couldn't deal with the pollution were shut down...."

Bai Cang raised the small white porcelain cup in his hand and took a sip, signaling Wen Nianbai to continue.

Wen Nianbai said: "However, the cost of living forces the minimum wage to rise every year. Manufacturing enterprises will definitely feel the pressure of employment costs in China, so they will consider moving to Southeast Asia. In fact, our head office has also carried out cooperation with neighboring countries. inspection."

To put it bluntly, major companies used to hire two workers, but now they can only hire one. The money they can earn is still so little, and many companies will naturally not be able to sustain it.

"It seems that Ms. Wen's language skills also have room for development in your company." Bai Cang seemed to praise.

Wen Nianbai sighed to himself, there are really pitfalls in this master's words.

She smiled: "Actually, the place our company visited was mainly Bangladesh. Our president was cheated in Vietnam in the early years. He didn't have a good impression of Vietnam and would never invest in Vietnam. I entered as a personnel and administrative position. The company should not affect your service, and our company's business will not overlap or conflict with your business."

Bai gave a faint "hmm".

Wen Nianbai looked at his neither yin nor yang appearance, and simply said to the end——

"In the professional ethics of translation, in addition to being faithful, elegant, and expressive when translating, there is another thing that is to keep business secrets, otherwise it will ruin your own fortune. So if I take your job, I will sign a detailed and meticulous agreement with you. If there is a breach of the confidentiality contract, I am willing to take all legal responsibilities.”

As a translator, you can master business secrets and have access to more core documents than ordinary company executives, so professional ethics are very important.

In other words, she will never sell his uncle Bo Cang's business secrets to anyone, including the company she is working for now, otherwise she will go to jail and pay a lot of money.

She said it all, can't she?

The man looked her up and down with his deep cool eyes behind the thin lenses, and a slight smile appeared in his shining eyes: "Miss Wen, I am serious. I believe in Team Leader Jin's ability, and the person he finds is naturally good."

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Wen Nianbai lowered his eyelids, heaved a sigh of relief, and poured himself a glass of expensive sake.

This little smile was probably the only real smile Bai Cang had ever given after seeing her, and it finally showed his approval of the professional answer she gave just now.

It's this man who really smiles, and the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes melts into a seductive taste, but you don't know which of his words are true and which are false.

She really doesn't like this type of man. At first glance, he looks like a man who has been surrounded by thousands of flowers, and the ground is red when he is trampled, but he doesn't touch his body.

She was about to take a sip of her wine when the phone suddenly rang. She looked down and saw the word "Doctor Lu".

But within two seconds, the phone rang harshly again, with a resolute look.

Wen Nianbai subconsciously glanced at Bo Cang, but saw that he was also looking at him, and said coldly: "Miss Wen, take it, just do what you want."

His expression didn't change much, but there was a hint of impatience.

Wen Nianbai's heart skipped a beat, he turned off the phone in a hurry, and smiled dryly: "It's nothing, it's just selling insurance, and the leakage of private information in China is too serious these days."

"Yes." Bo Cang smiled irrefutably: "Sometimes the leakage of private information will indeed bring troubles to both life and work. I hope that Miss Wen will not affect her work because of these troubles."

Wen Nianbai immediately said seriously: "Of course these things will not affect my work, including my willingness and efficiency to work for you, Mr. Bai."

Bai Cang looked at her dignified but hard-to-cover appearance, or like a big rabbit eager to pull someone's legs, the corners of her lips slightly curved in a seductive and unpredictable arc, and chuckled again.

"Okay, I believe Miss Wen."

Afterwards, he raised his glass: "I offer a toast to Miss Wen, and wish you and I a smooth cooperation."

Inexplicably, Wen Nianbai felt a strange sense of guilt in front of him, always feeling that there was something in his words.

Wen Nianbai raised his glass quickly, thinking silently, some men look apathetic and abstinent, and when they laugh, their voices are so deep that they seem to be teasing.

This man is going to harm the little girl, this ordinary person can't stand it.

　This article dug a hole on December 12, and it will be updated in February 31. Let’s celebrate the New Year together!Please add to favorites first!In fact, I don’t know if I’m going to start a modern novel to generate electricity for love, and I don’t know how many old readers are still there, and how many new readers there will be. In short, in the new year, read silently, come on!
　　
　
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